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Feb 3rd 1904
Feb 3rd 1904
My own darling
My own darling
     I've no news to write about. Things go along here comfortably. Included some notices of next; or rather this week's bill - a lurid [[pseudo?]]-drama which I think is very "awful" from a literary point of view; but "What's the odds" if it pleases the public and it does. I do not play next week and only a small part the week after and I've really plenty of time for rest between [[unclear]]. I don't want to boast but I'm really and very well. I'm sleeping splendidly - my body feels strong - my spirits are excellent and I don't have those fits of restless depression I used to undergo. I haven't had but one cold since I came here. The weather now is perfect; soft and balmy - with that "nip" enough in the air to make one feel good. My play will very shortly be
     I've no news to write about. Things go along here comfortably. Included some notices of next; or rather this week's bill - a lurid melo-drama which I think is very "awful" from a literary point of view; but "What's the odds" if it pleases the public and it does. I do not play next week and only a small part the week after and I've really plenty of time for rest between [[the hills?]]. I don't want to boast but I really am very well. I'm sleeping splendidly - my body feels strong - my spirits are excellent and I don't have those fits of restless depression I used to undergo. I haven't had but one cold since I came here. The weather now is perfect; soft and balmy - with that "nip" enough in the air to make one feel good. My play will very shortly be

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Feb 3rd 1904 My own darling

   I've no news to write about. Things go along here comfortably. Included some notices of next; or rather this week's bill - a lurid melo-drama which I think is very "awful" from a literary point of view; but "What's the odds" if it pleases the public and it does. I do not play next week and only a small part the week after and I've really plenty of time for rest between the hills?. I don't want to boast but I really am very well. I'm sleeping splendidly - my body feels strong - my spirits are excellent and I don't have those fits of restless depression I used to undergo. I haven't had but one cold since I came here. The weather now is perfect; soft and balmy - with that "nip" enough in the air to make one feel good. My play will very shortly be